every day hero's.

oath to the hero, the real ones not the fiction.

the ones who choose right over wrong, to give instead of take.

the knights who save the dansel and tell them about a friend who is down and all alone.

(heck, the dansels who save the knigts from lonely days at home.)

to be is to be, to think is to think.

to shivel is to be a hero, (just fart out side if it really stinks.)

who are we to be unfree, to be uncooth, to lose our sanity.

the only crazy ones are the jerks like me who say, (your not for me, there's just no way.)

so go on forward, go on out.

show the world what your all about.

be yours and others, be true and great.

be your self, (and if your a bird brain go hibernate.)

hence forth we have each other, we have our sisters, we have our brothers.

so here ends my poem of heroism and truth.

(but please oh please to be a joker or a goof.)

R.M.

(just another one for my inventory of fun poems while keeping it family friendly.)